From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

The young girl gently frowned, “Liu Shengnan?

“She’s one of Ran Tenghui’s girlfriends, in vocational high school, often fights with people off-campus, so Ran Tenghui let us protect her.”

“Ran Tenghui?”

The man nodded vigorously.

Ming Jing smiled, probably understanding the situation.

The most poisonous thing in the world is the human heart. Because of some conflicts, people are treated like this. Facing eight young delinquents, it’s clear to see what a beautiful young girl would encounter.

“Can you do me a favor?”

The man hurriedly nodded. How dare he refuse?

“Sister Nan, per your instructions, everything’s settled.”

The man’s voice trembled on the other end of the phone.

Liu Shengnan, painting her nails, didn’t notice and couldn’t help sounding smug, “Thank you for the hard work. Tomorrow, I’ll put in a good word for you in front of Ran Tenghui. How’s that bitch doing?

“How do you want her to be, Sister Nan?”

Liu Shengnan didn’t want to make things too serious, “Just teach her a lesson for now. If you like her, you can keep her for yourself. The girl does have some looks. Aren’t you tempted?”

“Sister Nan, you’re joking! Oh, by the way, I heard from some of my subordinates this afternoon that Ran Tenghui seems to have been injured and is in the hospital. Do you know about that?”

The person on the phone was shocked, their voice suddenly raised by an octave, “What? Injured? What happened?”

“So, you didn’t know? It seemed like he fell off a horse at the equestrian club this afternoon and got seriously hurt.” “Which hospital is he in? I’ll visit him tomorrow.”

“I’ll find out and let you know, wait for my news.”

Qian Wei hung up the phone and secretly glanced at the young girl in front of him.

“Very well, see you tomorrow.”

As she gracefully got up, the young girl took a wet wipe out of her bag and slowly wiped each finger with gentle, elegant movements. However, after what just happened, he only thought the young girl was too terrifying.

With a light flick of her hand, the crumpled wet wipe floated into the trash bin. Qian Wei sat in the darkness, watching the young girl’s increasingly distant figure.

His younger brother crawled over, holding his stomach, “Bro, what does she really want?”

Qian Wei thought for a moment and said, “I don’t know.”

“If we become her henchmen, will Sister Nan report us to Ran Tenghui?”

Qian Wei glanced at him, “Who do you think we are? Ran Tenghui has too much on his plate to even remember our names. We are just small fries in Baihu Hall.

As for Liu Shengnan, do you know how many girlfriends Ran Tenghui has? She’s just the most inconspicuous one. At first, he’s infatuated with the novelty, but he’ll gradually get bored. Otherwise, why didn’t she know about his injury? The relationship between that woman just now and Ran Tenghui is definitely not ordinary. We’ll observe and see.”

The men helped each other limp away, stumbling as they went.

“Damn, that woman was too ruthless, I feel like my organs are displaced.”

“Shush, be careful she hears you…”

“She doesn’t have supersonic hearing, what’s there to be afraid of…”

When Ming Jing arrived at the Zhu’s house, it was almost eleven o’clock, and the lights in the living room were bright.

Lin Qing was sitting on the living room sofa. When she saw Ming Jing enter, her lips twitched, “Go wash up and sleep.”

With that, she wrapped her cloak tighter and went upstairs.

Madam Zhou took the bag from Ming Jing’s hand and whispered, “Madam asked me to call you; she’s been sitting in the living room since dinner. Despite not saying anything, deep down she’s worried about you, Miss.”

Ming Jing went back to her room without a word for the night.

The next day, Monday, Lin Qing left after eating breakfast and taking a call.

Before leaving, she told Ming Jing, “Don’t take the subway anymore. I’m giving you one of my cars and hiring a driver specifically to pick you up. From now on, let him follow you when you go out.”

Ming Jing hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Lin Qing. Lin Qing left the living room without looking back.

In the short period of time, she seemed to have aged quite a bit, her delicate makeup failing to hide her haggard appearance.

Her son got into trouble, her husband cheated, and her two daughters had their own problems. This once incredibly proud woman gradually started to compromise with fate.

Zhu Xiangxiang was quieter than ever today. After finishing breakfast, she picked up her school bag and left.

Lin Qing had two cars: a red Ferrari, fashionable and cool, and a white BMW X5, elegant and low-key.

She gave the BMW to Ming Jing.

Standing beside the BMW was a young man who immediately bowed respectfully when he saw her come out.

“Hello, Miss. I’m your new driver, A Qing. I will serve you from now on.” With that, he walked over and opened the rear door of the car..